Out of inertia, Zhang He suddenly jumped forward.

Whoosh!

Yu Wensheng suddenly appeared on the side of his body, clenched his fist with his right hand, and struck hard.

A simple punch!

Zhang He waved three arms at the same time to block.

boom!

ah!

With a scream, Zhang He flew up and was knocked out of the fighting arena. He fell heavily to the audience seat more than ten meters away and fell to the ground.

Everyone in the audience looked at the thin, frail guy in the fighting arena as if they were dumbfounded.

Then, the guy slowly stood up straight, sighed in a pretentious manner, with a compassionate expression on his face, put his hands behind his back, raised his face slightly, and squinted at the high arc in the arena at a forty-five-degree angle.

The shape of the dome - just like the legendary master of the world, indifferent and aloof.

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Chapter completed!